Song Jiming's light lips smiled, and he quietly listened to the childish complaint she complained to herself.

After she listed the crimes of the flattering party, he said indifferently: "Okay, go back and punish them." ”

The girl's brown amber eyes lit up, she frowned, clenched her fists, and said viciously, "I'm going to throw them all downstairs!" ”

Aunt Qiao prepared breakfast, came over to push him, and when she heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but mutter, "Young Master Ming, why do you have to talk to her so much." ”

Song Jiming smiled gently, bent his eyebrows, said "It's okay", and then beckoned to Shu Yao, "Come here, eat." ”

"Here we go!"

There is food, Shu Yao is happier than anyone else.

In the process of walking to the restaurant, she was very dishonest, always looking at it here, touching it, Aunt Qiao pushed Song Jiming in the back, and when she touched the oil painting on the wall, her heart was lifted, for fear that her hands would be heavy and damaged.

That was the last work of her young master.

Song Jiming didn't care and went with her.

He quietly watched the girl's back, and those dark eyes shone with an inquiring light......

As expected, four hours after Shu Yao came to Shengdexuan, a message came from the Song family's house, asking him to take the wife Song Chengping selected for him to visit the old man in the hospital.

Song Jiming hung up the phone, Rumo glanced at Shu Yao, who was playing with the eighth master, he wanted Aunt Qiao to take her to change clothes, but after thinking about it, she didn't bring any luggage when she came, how could there be clothes for her to change here, so she had to give up.

Shu Yao said to himself that he was tired of a turtle, stood up, and said to the man in the wheelchair, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water." ”

Song Jiming pointed to the coffee table and motioned to her, "There is one on the table, pour it yourself." ”

"I don't want it, I won't, you pour it for me."

"I want water, go and pour me water."

Seeing that she had a tendency to spill scoundrels, Song Jiming had no choice but to control the wheelchair to pour water for her.

Shu Yao followed behind him, watching him skillfully control the wheelchair to the coffee table, his demented gaze fell on his leg covered with a thin blanket, and he didn't move away for a long time......

She knew that Song Jiming, he was already the youngest fund manager at the age of 20, and when he was 21 years old, he followed his grandfather to Port Louis to do business and was attacked, and his injuries were serious, and the treatment was not timely, and finally led to a complete paralysis from the waist down, and he could only rely on a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

After the incident, it caused a sensation in the whole circle, and the impact was very great, and he was depressed, closed his door, and was only a nominal name in the family business shares, rarely appearing in front of the public.

has no quarrel with the world, indifferent to fame and fortune, and has become his new synonym.

However, she doesn't believe that a good entrepreneur can throw in the towel so easily.

Perhaps, he is pretending to be the same as himself?

Thinking of this, Shu Yao's gaze at the man's legs suddenly became a little more probing.

Song Jiming didn't seem to notice the sight of the person next to him, he poured a glass of water and handed it to her, and instructed: "Be careful of scalding." ”

Shu Yao was not polite, took it and drank it all in one go, raised his hand to wipe his mouth casually, and then rubbed the water stains on his arm on his skirt, not paying attention to it at all.

Shu Yao looked down and saw that the man was looking at her, she looked back at him, tilted her head, turned around and poured a full cup, gave it to him with one hand, and said in an innocent and kind voice: "You drink too." ”

Song Jiming's eyes fell on the water cup that was about to overflow, his slightly drooping eyes covered the flash of light under his eyes, and he raised his hand and refused, "Thank you, I'm not thirsty." ”